Chapter 172 The Long Easter (End)

"My father is a tyrant, a dictator who does not allow anyone to question him. I tried my best to meet his requirements and become a perfect heir, but he was still on guard against me and was unwilling to tell me anything."

"I know that he was able to rule Gotham underground for so many years, not only by relying on his ability and wisdom, I know..."

"He is not the real king of Gotham. There is someone else who secretly controls Gotham, a mysterious organization, a great organization..."

Batman looked at Alberto in silence. The direction of the muscles on Alberto's face changed completely, like a stranger Batman had never seen before. The tone of his narration was full of resentment and resentment, which was also an emotion Batman had never heard in Evans' tone.

"But in Evans's words, the Godfather is not like that."

"He? What does he know? Yes... He is Carmine's perfect son. Carmine created him just because he thought I was not perfect enough..."

"So what happened to your death?"

Alberto snorted coldly. He looked down. There seemed to be no reaction he wanted in the crack of the church. So, as if to kill time, he said to Batman: ""I accidentally learned that Gotham is a city that cannot be saved. People who don't belong here will eventually leave."

"All this is because of a great organization that secretly controls Gotham. They control the city and make the city turn for their will."

"The Godfather? He is just a survivor who has been lingering on. He has never ruled Gotham. He failed in the confrontation with this force. It was this mysterious organization that let him go that allowed him to become the Godfather."

"In a quarrel with him, he accidentally revealed clues about this organization. I secretly tracked it down but failed, but I accidentally came into contact with their believers. "

"That is the greatest dark power I have ever seen..." Alberto's tone began to reveal fanaticism. He said, "His wings have always protected this city. We will all bow down to him..."

"So, you joined this organization?"

"No, no..." Alberto said neurotically, "They don't allow me to join. I don't understand..."

In his crazy soliloquy, Batman seemed to see a group of black night owls standing behind him. They snickered and said to Alberto in his ear, "You are the descendant of the rebels... You must atone for your sins, atone for your blood... Go, go..."

Alberto half-knelt on the ground again. He began to tremble all over. His tone became unclear, as if he was both resentful and afraid. He said, "They gave me a knife, a hard and sharp knife. I stabbed with it..."

Alberto's tone began to become painful, as if everything he said was different from what he remembered.

"You want to kill your father? "Batman asked,

"No, I didn't... I just want to atone my sins, I want..."

"You just wanted to kill him, but you failed in the end, right?"

Alberto's tone became full of resentment and resentment: "Carmine obviously had been prepared for me, I was too late!"

"Then he killed you and created Evans?"

"Not him, it was that..." Alberto paused, and said with some difficulty: "It was that priest, they were in the same group, they knew everything..."

"It seems that it was indeed a farce, Falcone's eldest son didn't die at all, he just changed his identity."

"But I'm a little surprised, how could this be hidden from everyone? You look exactly the same, the same age, there will always be someone who recognizes you, right?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Batman reacted, he said: "That funeral?"

"...Yes, Carmine invited everyone who had seen me in person to attend my funeral, and then they all died, including the father of little Cobblepot. "

"Is it not related to umbrellas?" Batman said to himself.

Alberto sneered and said, "It seems that you know a lot."

"It is precisely related to umbrellas. Do you think Carmine knows nothing about them? You are wrong... No one knows them better than the Godfather, but he never says it. "

"Carmine took advantage of the loophole. He tampered with the raw materials of a batch of umbrellas, making it impossible for the umbrellas to be delivered on time. On a rainy day, he called everyone, so they all died. "

"He claimed that the idiot was my younger brother, who had lived abroad with his mother since childhood, so he replaced me and became the Godfather's youngest son. "

"For a long time, I was indeed dead, and only Evans existed. "

"He became a devout believer and often went to church to pray, but he didn't know that this was what Carmine did to make me disappear completely. "

"That priest has extraordinary power. I don't know what it is... but he seems to be able to really affect people's spirits. ”

“Every time Evans came into contact with him, his personality became more solid, while Alberto slowly dissipated.”

"But fortunately..." Alberto smiled and said, "In this disaster, the church was destroyed and the priest had to leave. Evans hasn't prayed to him for a long time."

"So you resurrected?"

"At first, I couldn't control the activities of this body alone. I only had a vague consciousness, but I was the real master of this body. Soon, I could control this body when Evans was asleep."

"I had something to do. In order to prevent others from finding out, I tried to control Shedon."

"But in the end you killed him, why?" Gu Kun

"He was a selfish idiot, short-sighted, and only cared about the immediate interests. I wanted to use his position to get the students of Gotham University to gather together at the Easter banquet and then create an Easter egg explosion. Those special Easter eggs were also prepared for these students."

"But that stupid principal thought it would damage his reputation. He didn't use the eggs I gave him, so I had to change a method and send them to various miscellaneous "

"Why did you do this? Just to cause some trouble?"

"I did it for an experiment."

Alberto's answer was beyond Batman's expectations, but he instinctively thought of a question, he asked: "What is the substance in the Easter egg that can drive people crazy?"

"It's the immortality factor."

"Eternal life... what?"

"It's something that can make people immortal, make people immortal, do you understand?"

Batman was speechless for a while, he looked at Alberto as if he was looking at a fool, Alberto felt his eyes, he said like he was angry: "You don't understand at all!! This is the thing that the great power relies on to survive! I investigated for a long time..."

He took a deep breath, and then as if calmed down, he said: "My contact with them is not without gain, I know that they rely on something called 'fine wine' to cultivate those powerful killers.

"'Fine wine'? What is that? "

"According to their records, this factor has the same properties as wine, which can make people crazy and intoxicated, and can also make people immortal."

"They used this factor to create a powerful killer, and I firmly believe that this is His greatness, His gift and reward to mankind, and I, I will get this reward..."

"Give up your weird and absurd theories, there is nothing in this world that can make people immortal."

Alberto showed a crazy smile, he cast his eyes to the crack in the center of the cathedral, where a faint green light was faintly emerging, he said: "Thanks to that priest, thanks to that idiot named Evans, I noticed the difference in the church..."

Batman also cast his eyes there, he said: "Don't tell me, this thing is under the church."

"After the church was damaged, this precious wine seeped out of the cracks, I collected some, and the mysterious organization's records of it said that the wine must be mature before it can be drunk, but I don't know when it will mature. "

"For this, I have to do an experiment to get the answer. I diluted them, made them into a spray, and put them into the Easter eggs."

"Unmade wine will drive people crazy, but it doesn't matter... I got the answer I wanted."

Alberto took a deep breath, half-knelt down, lay beside the crack, stared at the light in the crack, and said: "Good wine needs to be fermented and aged. Tonight, it will mature. As long as I can get the purest wine, I can live forever..."

Then he looked up at the crucifix in front of the church, and said with a trembling tone: "Like Jesus, I will be resurrected tonight and return to heaven to become a god. Those who make me suffer will pay the price..."

"Don't dream." Batman's cold tone interrupted Alberto's fantasy. He said: "First of all, I think this so-called wine is a scam. Secondly, I won't give you a chance to get it."

"You can't stop me! "Alberto saw that under the increasingly bright moonlight, the green light began to brighten, and a strong smell of alcohol emanated, like some kind of fruit that began to ripen.

He rushed forward like crazy, trying to jump into the crack.

First, a shot hit his shoulder, and the recoil caused Alberto to fall backwards, followed by two darts hitting his knees, making him unable to move.

Alberto lay on the ground, as if he was subdued, but Batman was still cautious and did not walk over. Instead, he went around the crack and came to Alberto's back, approaching him from behind.

Just as he was about to approach Alberto, he saw a smile of success in the shadow cast by Alberto's hair.

Batman retreated instantly, and a violent explosion sounded from under Alberto. In an instant, the floor of the church exploded, and the long crack was expanded into a large hole by the explosion. In the dust, all the floors of the church no longer existed.

Batman stood on the edge of the collapse and looked down. He saw that the church had turned into a large swimming pool under the ground, filled with an unknown green liquid. The liquid was emitting a faint light and smelled like strong alcohol. Even if you inhaled a little, it would make people feel a little dizzy.

Batman took a few steps back and shook his head. A gust of cold wind blew over, and he felt a little better.

Since the last fire, Batman has added a gas mask to his mask. He pulled the visor to cover his mouth and nose, then walked forward and looked down into the green pool.

He did not see Alberto, but Batman remembered that during the explosion, Alberto fell down with the collapsed church floor and should have fallen into this green pool.

This liquid was too strange, and Batman did not dare to deal with it rashly. He did not have the right salvage tools in his hands. Just as he was about to turn around and leave to prepare the tools, he heard the sound of bubbles coming from behind him.

Batman looked back and saw a series of bubbles rising from the surface of the gleaming green pool, as if something was blowing underneath.

Then, a pale hand stretched out from the edge of the pool. Gotham's cold moonlight shone on the back of his hand, with the joints and blood vessels protruding, like a dried corpse that had been stored for years.

The moonlight was brighter, the wind was lighter, and the air around the cathedral was condensed into a piece of ice. In this freezing atmosphere, in an instant, the crucifix affected by the explosion collapsed and broke into several pieces.

In this long Easter, Jesus did not resurrect, but died completely.

Instead, he was resurrected in madness, Gotham's eternal nightmare-

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